Not to ravish you

Radulf looked at Melissa's face which rested on his chest while her hand was on his abdomen. He should have pushed her away, but he couldn't. Carefully, he attempted to move her head away and place it on the pillow when he felt her hand moving down.

His breath caught in his throat and his eyes grew big at that moment. If he had known Melissa would make such movements in her sleep, he might have asked her to sleep on the chaise.

"Don't touch me. I am already resisting hard not to ravish you," he murmured to himself, bringing his hand to her back finally and flipping her on the mattress.

Melissa stirred awake from her sleep and slowly opened her eyes only to find Radulf's face hovering over hers. "What are you doing?" she frowned.

"Watch your body where it moves in sleep, especially your hands. I'll have to tie them if they try touching me again," Radulf told her.